Luyện nghe bài hát Candy Paint & Gold Teeth

I'm the south, Southern Hospitality
food dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners
I'm the south where the old folks they don't mind they business
Strip clubs is our culture we heavy spenders

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Candy Paint and Teeth
Candy and Gold Teeth

I'm in Riverdale on 85, at eatin' some Soul Food
Clayton County let me know if you down too
Party all night with my
And if yo' ass go hungry man them old they gon' feed you
I bring drama like Sammy Sam, I'm so fly
Twista, Do or Die
Car clean no and tie
Ghetto boy like D
Cartier wood grains like I'm C, I hold the flame like Bun B
I from the South that's Ludacris that country shit
Fish and grits, y'all of bits, wet paint, big rims
You help, but done notice it, put the beat in it, dark tints
I'm it wit' my bad bitch, she sick ass shit not average
Country hair good manners, yellin' Riverdale where we at

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Candy and Gold Teeth
Paint and Gold Teeth

Man I'm sittin' low in my old school, and my is on, and I'm so cool
And my top is dropped, so no roof and I'm shinin' hard as my gold tooth
I'm trill as hell, and I'm set, pray to the Lord, but don't get it bent
I'm from the hood, and I represent, and I turn it up like the
I'm Texas bitch, Cadillac no Lexus bitch
Where we ride on fours, with suicide that part no plexis bitch
So you best not us bitch, cause we will get reckless bitch
Catch you on yo' block wit' that big black Glock take more yo' necklace bitch
Tell me who gon' check us, bitch, we outside, down for the hood we gon' ride
My gladiators, yeah they go live wit' AR's and them 4 5s
So watch yo' step, and know yo' place, you trill don't show yo' face
Cause I'll pull and pop, and catch a case, and I'll leave the scene wit' no trace

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Candy Paint and Teeth
Candy and Gold Teeth

Luda!
Fresh out the shop and the candy coated Cadillac on amazin' wheels
Seats like I hollered at the Reese's peanut butter company and made a deal
shakin' like jelly these honeys ready to check the spread
Cause I get that cheese, and I myself between the bread
So keep yo' mind on yo' riches, and get yo' hoes
Cause in these streets you not unless yo' codes right
This southern living is something like you ain't seen
Ask any hustler his favorite is money green
out tint white wall spinnin'
Lookin' for the ham hock neck bone, collard green, cornbread eatin'
We country ass certified gangstas in the south
When you speak who's hottest watch yo' motherfucking mouth

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Candy Paint and Teeth
Candy Paint and Gold